We lose direction, no stone unturned, no tears to damn you when jealousy burns. Cold, cold heart, hard done by you. Some things look better, baby, just passing through.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4798 | 2020-04-10 14:03:42 | 91.37 | 96% |
| 2420 | 2019-06-19 22:33:29 | 81.56 | 97% |